"Your guests are rather strong-willed, Kamrusepa," Misha said as soon as Thirteen and Cranky disappeared from sight. "Where did they come from?"
"They came from Cygni," Kamrusepa replied.
Thirteen had anticipated this scenario to happen, so he told Kamrusepa about some information she could share with her guests about them.
"They hail from Cygni?" Misha lightly tapped the armrest of her chair. "Does this mean the rulers of that continent have already been decided? Is the war for dominion over?"
"Indeed." Kamrusepa nodded. "The war is over, and they are now in the process of dividing the territories and setting the boundaries of each domain."
"Is that so?" Misha took a sip of her tea before putting the cup back on the table. "So are they the ultimate winner of that war? I find it hard to believe that they’re capable of taking a stroll here in Antares. Don’t they have a barrier preventing them from leaving Cygni?"
Kamrusepa didn’t make any comment and just smiled faintly, not giving any more information.
"Kamrusepa, we’ve been good neighbors for decades," Misha said. "I hope we can continue to remain as good neighbors."
"Misha, I plan to continue being your good neighbor," Kamrusepa replied. "Unfortunately, I have no control over my guests. They simply went here to check the situation of Antares, and they just so happened to find me first."
Misha chuckled. "You’re right. However, you’ve allowed them to enter your city unchallenged, and you even gave them a warm welcome. Why did you do that?"
"That’s because I know Divination, and the stars have made it clear that I will have some very important guests. They wouldn’t harm me, so I made sure not to offend them no matter what," Kamrusepa answered. "Fortunately, I listened to my divination. Now, I have formed a somewhat amiable relationship with them."
"Can we do that, too?" Misha asked.
"I don’t know." Kamrusepa shook her head. "You already heard what he had to say earlier. I don’t really want to say this, but it seems he’s not interested in talking to you, Misha."
Misha clenched the fists on her lap because that was what she felt as well.
She didn’t understand why the teenage boy had taken such an aggressive stance against her.
Misha was also wondering why the teenage boy, whom she believed was the servant of the man who had defeated Zarn, spoke as if he were the one calling the shots.
She would rather talk with the man named Azrael. Anyway, he was the person they were paying close attention to.
"Is there anything you can do, Kamrusepa?" Misha insisted. "We just want to get to know them better."
The Majin Princess thought for a while before reluctantly nodding in agreement. She wanted to play hard-to-get, but it was not the role that Thirteen had asked her to play at the moment.
"I’ll do my best," Kamrusepa replied. "But just in case he doesn’t agree, you need to find a different method to approach him."
Misha thanked Kamrusepa and asked her if she and her attendants could stay for a few days in Xantheos City as guests.
Kamrusepa quickly agreed to her request, then asked her servants to lead Misha and her entourage to their guest rooms.
A few minutes later...
"It seems we underestimated these individuals from Cygni," the lady who had blue eyes peeking out of her veil said in a serious tone.
"Mistress, what shall we do if they still refuse to talk to me?" Misha asked.
"We’ll cross that bridge when we get there," the blue-eyed lady replied. "If he really refuses to talk to you, then I will personally reach out to him."
"But why must we talk to that child? Can’t we directly talk to the one who defeated Zarn and chased Bask away?" Misha inquired.
"Misha, did you not pay attention to that man you’re suggesting we directly approach?" the blue-eyed lady asked. "If you had, you would’ve noticed he doesn’t look interested in talking to us. It looked like he only came along because he had no choice."
Misha and the other lady frowned, realizing that the man with the teenage boy indeed couldn’t be bothered to even look at them.
He simply sat there without a care in the world and treated them like air.
At first, Misha didn’t pay too much attention to it. She knew powerful beings, especially those at the Majin King Level, all had indifferent and aloof personalities.
But the blue-eyed lady thought differently from them.
She was more curious about the teenage boy, who seemed to radiate confidence with every move as if they were at his complete mercy.
Such confidence was impossible to fake, especially from a young human whom they still considered a child.
"Well, what do you think, Mistress?" The third lady, who was only listening to their conversation, suddenly spoke. "Do you think those two strangers can defeat the Blackfang Dominion by themselves?"
"Of course not," the blue-eyed lady replied. "Is what I would have said a day ago. But now, I feel like that child is scheming something. He went out to head to the Blackfang Dominion, but ultimately wasted his time fishing and camping.
"I don’t know what’s going on inside his head, but our spies in the Blackfang Dominion reported that their leaders are currently fuming in anger, feeling like they’ve been played.
"Even King Valtheron, in all of his arrogance, is forced to endure his shame and anger. If that child is really just messing around, then I have to congratulate him—he succeeded in making an entire organization hate him to his very core."
The blue-eyed lady seemed quite amused by this fact, but Misha only sighed deeply.
"I thought we could now take over this continent since Her Majesty has arrived," Misha said softly. "But a new variable appeared out of nowhere and threw a wrench into our plans."
"Stay calm, Misha," the blue-eyed lady replied. "Right now, we should just wait and see where this conflict will take us. For now, be on your best behavior, and do not offend the two visitors from Cygni."
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Deep within the territory of the Venom Heart Cabal, a woman heaved a long and deep sigh.
Her gaze looked at the southwest, where the City of Xantheos was located.
She then stared at the teenage boy, who was being fanned by two ladies with palm leaves, while he enjoyed the view of the city.
Suddenly, the teenage boy met her gaze and smiled faintly.
"What are you looking at?" Thirteen asked. "If you stare at me that intensely, even I will feel embarrassed, you know?"
The woman retracted her gaze, and a look of amusement appeared on her face.
"What a cheeky child," the woman muttered. "It seems I shouldn’t underestimate him just because he’s weaker than me. Still... How did he do that? I’m very far from him, but he could still sense me."
The more the woman thought about it, the more she felt that what the human boy did was impossible.
’Is it just a coincidence?’ The woman thought. ’I guess I’ll be finding out in a few days.’
As a Majin Queen, she held the power to overpower all the Jinns in Antares.
However, she decided to keep her identity a secret, not wanting Kamrusepa and the Blackfang Dominion to discover her plans to take over their land and name herself as the one-true-queen of Antares, bringing the Venom Heart Cabal one step closer to world conquest.